I'm sitting here on the couch with my headphones plugged into my laptop, one of three dogs burrowed deeply into a blanket next to me (chihuahua, shocker), drowning out sounds of the Monday night football game (which, unlike in Mr. S.'s case, is of little consequence to me) with A Fine Frenzy's Bomb In a Birdcage album subtly pulsating between my ears. Once again, the evening brings time to sit and soak in the swirling bath of ideas, possibilities, worries, plans that take up the space between the notes, and this particular time of my life bears quite an opportunity for all of these to flourish.
I've recently begun delving into Twyla Tharp's The Creative Habit, and I have to share that if you are a creative person at heart and are trying to find a way to polish that gift and sharpen your ability to bring your temperament into focus, this could be an amazing tool for you. I find myself already daily reminding myself of things she says and little tools that help pull me back into a creative space. There is so much valuable guidance there I find myself needing to pace my reading to allow time to put all of it into practice.
This is to say that, I'm beginning to take my voice back, in writing as well as my photography. I've let the trials of the past several years drain away the vitality and passion from my work and my life. I became jaded. I wrote less, created less, because I felt less.
But I am more.
p.s. So are you.
